Chapter 832: Someone Started the Magic Array

The Monarch had been quite helpless recently. These children were all as cautious as old undead—no, even worse than undead, just like that Piero.

Thinking of this, the Monarch glared at Anthony; it must be him who spoiled everyone.

He, the dignified Undead Overlord, the king of all undead in the void, had recently been sneaking around, completely inconsistent with his style, which had stifled him.

His habit was to slash first if something happened. If they were slashed to death, that was fine; he could talk to the corpse.

But Ang and these children always liked to hide first, sneaking around, figuring out all the circumstances, and then suddenly erupting or quietly slipping away. There was no domineering spirit of an Undead Overlord at all.

However, he also knew why everyone had developed this habit. It was mainly his fault. The Undead Empire of the Main Plane lost its king, and its power collapsed directly, becoming a weak group.

Ang was originally just a farming skeleton, Negris was a shut-in dragon, and Piero, in order to protect the Abyss of Rest, infiltrated the Church of Light and was cautious for thousands of years. Everyone was forced to be careful.

If the Undead Empire had maintained its former strength, the children wouldn't need to be so careful.

Admittedly, sneaking around had its benefits. At least the information in all aspects was richer. For example, the void anchor point he had searched for for hundreds of years, Ang and the others found it immediately after synthesizing information from all aspects.

Did the Monarch not know about the existence of the anchor point?

Of course he knew. His Chaotic Undead Legion was revived to search for this anchor point. But what he didn't know was that there were two anchor points, and they were so far away from the Chaos Plane.

If he had slashed his way through like this, he probably wouldn't have found this place even if he slashed through the Chaos Plane. This was a closed self-balancing world. No wonder there were no clues about this place in the memories of all the Ancient Gods, because it had no connection to the Chaos Plane at all.

Although that was the case, the Monarch was still unhappy. Now that they had been discovered, they finally didn't have to hide anymore.

However, just as the Monarch transformed into his origin body and pounced, a figure rushed out faster than him, transforming into a muscular Dragon God while rushing.

"Aiya, Ang, don't grab it. Let me do it." The Monarch was anxious. He hadn't had a good fight for a long time, and in the foreseeable future, he might not have a chance to encounter an opponent of the same level, because almost all the Origin Ancient Gods had joined Ang's side.

Ang wouldn't grab it from him. He plunged into the bubble, reached out, and grabbed a small bubble that was spraying flour. Space solidified.

Only then did he turn to look at the light ball. The Monarch had already fought with the light ball. The Death Scythe slashed onto a stream of energy like a solar corona that bounced off the surface of the light ball. Boom! Strong light flashed violently.

The sudden change caused the entire magic array to stir. Those believers stood up and surged forward, making angry shouts. Those Armored Mages, some protecting Rix, all rushed toward Ang, shooting out streams of dark elements with a wave of their hands.

Perhaps it was too chaotic, but the dark element stream of one of the Armored Mages actually shot crookedly, shooting into the crowd on the ground.

This plain-looking dark element stream showed its true power in the crowd. Wherever it passed, flesh and blood melted, bones vanished, directly plowing a big hole in the crowd.

Some people didn't react even after half their bodies melted, only falling to the ground in terror when the sharp pain came.

However, this very terrifying dark element stream came before Ang, was danced by his hands, all grabbed by him, and stuffed directly into the Abyss Ball.

"Kuba Da, he picks spirit beans even more skillfully than the big cat. He must pick them often." Negris grumbled irritably.

Ang's hand speed, practiced from picking spirit beans, made the enemies doubt their lives. The Dark Element Armored Mages looked at Ang, then at their own hands, and hesitated for a while before raising their hands toward Ang again.

This time, the magic everyone released was varied: Dark Element Slash, Explosive Smoke, Dark Erosion, and elemental summons like the Undead Phoenix mystery.

But it was useless. Ang was now the master of the Dark Origin. He could directly deprive these Dark Element Armored Mages of their control over dark elements. Truth Mages were nothing in front of an Origin.

Rix obviously discovered this problem too and shouted loudly: "He can deprive darkness. Don't cast dark magic. Use divine arts."

Rix stepped forward and shouted loudly: "Endless Holy Light, protect my shell. Invincible Forbidden God, lend me divine power. Forbidden God Descend!"

Following Rix's words, a light shadow emerged from his body, but it was very faint and shattered like a bubble before it could take shape.

This change stunned Rix, and he looked up at the sky in disbelief.

Negris laughed out loud on the spot: "His god is being beaten by the old undead so badly that he has no time to care about them."

Just as Negris said, their god was being beaten by the Undead Overlord and had no spare power to project power.

"These guys actually dare to offend my lord. Let me erode them." The Dark Origin was about to strike but was stopped by Anthony.

"No, no, no. Such good faith magic crystals, what a waste to kill them. Don't hurt them."

The Dark Origin looked down on them: "How many are there? It's not enough for a fight even if you save them for ten thousand years."

"Who uses faith power to fight anymore? My lord uses it to farm. Don't mess around." Anthony said.

Ang seemed to hear it and turned his head to shout: "Farm."

Elemental conversion requires divine power. He had just seen a new way to make flour, which could actually convert components in the air that couldn't be used for breathing into flour, while purifying the air—killing two birds with one stone. But the consumption of faith power would definitely be more.

Ang had spoken, so the Dark Origin had to retreat resentfully: "Then what do we do?"

Anthony looked at the battle situation on the Monarch's side and said: "It's highly likely we can only watch from the sidelines. That's right, if it required four Origins to gang up on it, then this kind of enemy would be too terrifying."

If it had the strength to be defeated only by possessing four Origins, the Void Will would have dominated the Chaos Plane long ago and wouldn't have hidden and taken a detour from the Monarch.

At this moment, the Undead Overlord finally showed his true strength. Whether it was chasing down the Dark Origin's clone before or being trapped in the Dark Realm later, the Monarch hadn't had a chance to show his true strength, and one couldn't see the momentum of slashing through the Chaos Plane that made all Ancient Gods take a detour.

Now it could be seen.

Each of the Monarch's strikes, whether punching, kicking, or slashing with the scythe, carried a terrifying power. Each block of the light ball would collide with fluctuations comparable to plane collisions.

It was just so plain and unadorned, without any other tricks. It was just that the power was great, so great that the light ball, which was entirely aggregated from energy, couldn't handle it.

If it went on like this, the light ball would be beaten to death alive.

Just then, the onlookers suddenly felt something and looked at the ground: "The ground seems to be moving. Someone started the magic array." ===== CHAPTER 833 =====